Gu Changzhou coughed shockingly.
Although the sword cultivator has always jokingly called his natal sword his wife, but when a young sword spirit said it to him, he was really unable to accept it.
As if he was a pervert.
"I just think she lacks spiritual stones."
"You're talking nonsense! Aren't you just afraid that she will be seduced by that expensive-looking senior brother? Is there anything you don't dare to admit?"
The sword spirit is connected with its master, and can often understand the true thoughts in his heart more intuitively than he himself.
Gu Changzhou suddenly became excited and shouted: "You're talking nonsense! I didn't..."
"You have it! You have it!"
There was a quarrel between one person and one sword, and the atmosphere became tense.
"I didn't! If I had to do it again, I just hope that she can have more choices and have a completely different life. I don't have any extra extravagant expectations. I won't have any extra extravagant expectations."
Gu Changzhou's lips trembled, and the last words seemed to be spoken to himself.
In Gu Changzhou's memories, he didn't know what he and Song Yihe had experienced, nor how they met again.
All he knew was that he was largely responsible for her death.
This was a thorn in his heart.
It is also the wall that prevents him from expressing his desires openly.
…
Wenqiu Peak.
Song Yihe threw a spiritual stone into the Lingquan Well and said: "To date, Old Man Jin owes me thirty-seven top-quality spiritual stones."
There are formations engraved at the bottom of the well, connecting hundreds of small formations in the entire medicinal field. As long as they are driven by spiritual stones, they can automatically water according to the habits of different medicinal herbs.
It saves worry and effort but wastes spiritual stones.
Each time you need a top-quality spiritual stone to drive!
This was also the fortieth day after Dean Jin Sheng was recalled to the Jin family. When Song Yihe hadn't rushed back three days ago, he jumped up in shock when he saw the crooked medicinal materials in the medicine field.
Under the guidance of her master, she already knew how precious this medicinal field was and that it was the lifeblood of Jin Sheng.
The reason that made Jin Sheng abandon his life and rush back to the Jin family was Jin Yaoyao.
I heard that Jin Yaoyao was frightened by Feng Lin in her secret realm. She still hasn’t woken up and her life is in danger.
Jin Sheng rushed back to see her.
The herbs in the terraces are thriving, and the pure spiritual energy is constantly being absorbed and exhaled by them, giving Song Yihe the best cultivation environment.
She sat down next to a Qingyang fruit with ease, and the spiritual energy from the sky was attracted, slowly condensing into white mist around her.
Song Yihe didn't open his eyes until the sky completely darkened, the moon and stars were sparse, and the tender green grass tips were covered with night dew.
After being tempered by lightning, her cultivation speed was faster than before. Although it was still not as good as those with qualifications such as Tianlinggen, it was already comparable to the average cultivation speed of dual spiritual roots.
Song Yihe stood up, looked at his aura that was in the middle stage of foundation building, and thought:
How about being struck by lightning again if there is a chance in the future?
She took out the jade bottle, threw a dragon marrow pill in her mouth, and said while chewing: "Xiao Lang, I think we can upgrade the pill? I don't even feel anything when I take this thing now."
After not hearing Xiao Lang's voice for a while, she finally remembered that Xiao Bai Tiao had been sleeping for a long time.
Song Yihe stood there sadly for a while.
The system suddenly made a sound.
[Does the host personally miss the Earth Dragon Cauldron Cauldron Spirit? 】
"Yeah, I always thought it was noisy before, but now I'm a little uncomfortable with it."
[As long as the host works hard to complete the task, it will definitely wake up soon. 】
Song Yihe: "What's more, how long has it been since you sent me a mission? And the inheritance gate items have all been awarded, so what else is there to do?"
[This is wrong. Did the host forget that there is a second mission? 】
Oh, and help Gu Changzhou become a god.
Song Yihe narrowed his eyes: "Why does he have to become a god? Are these so-called harems really harems?"
Based on Song Yihe's understanding of him, after this kid became the devil, he was in a state where the whole world owed him eight million, let alone opening a harem, even the female mosquitoes would shy away from him when they saw him.
The system bites the bullet and quibbles.
[Well, haha, we are following a plot. There are some fictions in the plot. Isn’t it reasonable? 】
"Reasonable?" Song Yihe smiled gloomily. You'd better pray that Gu Changzhou would never know about this.
Ying.
Xiaolang, I miss you too, this woman is so scary.
Come and accompany me.
System silently covered his mouth, leaving tears of regret in his heart.
If I had known, I would have chosen a more normal story background for her to accept the mission.
Song Yihe flipped through the plot, looking for the next opportunity to earn rewards, but couldn't find it for a long time.
The plot is long and full of romance, almost all of it.
Song Yihe: "Why don't you refine this thing?"
The pages he was flipping through in the sea of consciousness stopped, and after a moment they turned into several thin pieces of paper.
There is also a table above, which is clear and concise.
Song Yihe now found the information he wanted.
In the semester examination for promotion to third grade, Gu Changzhou received the magical butterfly instrument of his destiny.
Song Yihe pouted, they were only first-year students, so they were far away.
She closed the fence door at the foot of the mountain and exited the barrier.
Instead of relying on the system, it is better to learn skills down-to-earth now and go to the sea of clouds to wake up Xiaolang.
"Junior sister, are you here?" Wei Ren stood in front of the door with a smile.
This is his residence alone. In front of the exquisite palace door, there is a jade plaque hanging.
There are clouds and mist on it, and three words are faintly revealed, "Guiyi Hall".
To be honest, it is many times more expensive than Dean Jin Sheng's residence.
Song Yihe nodded: "It's a bit late today. Senior brother has been waiting for a long time."
"Junior sister's cultivation has improved again."
Wei Ren didn't mind. On the contrary, he was afraid of trouble, so when he heard that Yun Yanbin asked his teacher sister to temper her body and practice her skills, he readily agreed.
These days, after Song Yihe practiced, he often arrived at Guiyi Hall late at night.
I never saw him angry once.
"That's it." Wei Ren, dressed in refined clothing, stamped his right foot, and the surrounding environment changed instantly.
This is a fantasy array.
What Wei Ren taught was Yun Yanbin's own technique, called Chongxiao Bu.
This technique is famous for its speed and mysterious movement, but it does not require any consumption of spiritual power.
It is most suitable for their physical training.
As long as people can move, they can fight.
In the illusion, the stars were hanging, and Wei Ren's figure was hidden in it, making it almost impossible to find a trace.
Song Yihe closed his eyes and felt.
Wei Ren's faint voice came from all directions.
"Forget about the existence of the body, focus on the breath, and then feel the wind, which is to feel the technique."
Song Yihe listened and danced with the sound of the wind. Wei Ren followed beside him, taking her through the exercises completely over and over again.
After a while, the girl's figure became lighter and gradually became more agile.
Wei Ren gradually stopped his movements and asked his junior sister to try to complete the complete footwork on her own.
Unfortunately, after the third move, Song Yihe's figure became bulkier, the wind surrounding him disappeared, and his whole body seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult to take another step forward.
(End of chapter)
